"Camelot?" She sounds a little dubious, sitting down cross-legged on her mat. Maybe it's just a little town someplace--maybe somebody just really loved King Arthur stories back when his hometown was founded. And maybe his name just happens to be Arthur. That has to be the case, if only because accepting another explanation is completely insane. He's not the actual Arthur from the actual Camelot (was there really a Camelot?), because that just doesn't make any damned sense.

Neither does showing up on another planet out of nowhere.

Maybe not, but you were there. You know it happened.

They could take the first watch together, maybe--she's not sure she's ready to lie down and try to sleep. Five Kingdoms, she thinks. Even if Camelot could be the name of a little town somewhere in the country, the Five Kingdoms probably can't. "Not, like...the Camelot, though. Right?"